Wednesday 15th April 2020



We sat on the picnic benches talking with Lol and Jackie in the morning when Jackie, bless her, appeared with a nurse doll that she had been knitting over the last few nights, to give to Brenda.

They then left us at 12 noon. As they were passing us on their way to Barbridge, I sounded our hunting horn, to which Lol replied with an even bigger horn. The buggar.

Syke’s Hollow became very empty and almost lonely without them, even Harvey was sad and subdued.

The rest of the day was spent with myself fitting the centre line fairleads, including turning the boat twice, and Brenda continuing with making the saloon chair covers.

We had a few local family groups out walking the towpaths and it seemed, they had to apologise for passing us, such has the Corona Virus affected us. We feel so lucky to be leading the lives we are during this Corona Virus lock-down. At least we are able to sit outside and enjoy fresh air and sunshine in peace. Other than them, we had seen neither passing boats or very few walkers or cyclists.




Syke’s Hollow




View from the Front Cratch



We loved sitting out on the picnic benches, watching the Blue Tits fighting with each other and the numerous other birds feeding off our feeders. It was a much warmer evening with there being no wind and we sat out until after 5pm, after which we again retired to the front cratch.


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